Dax: Despite the innuendos, Curzon saw Benjamin in the locker room. It was microscopic.
Kira: You never could tell by the way he acts.
Dax: Oh hi Benjamin, we're talking about your temper!

O'brien: Julian, I know you're lonely, but if you're considering hitting that, you need to switch to synthale.

Jake: Dammit Weyoun! I've been feeding you information about my father and the Federation for years! I want to be Prefect of Bajor when the time comes!
Weyoun: Seriously Jake, we'll keep taking your information, but you couldn't even qualify for the Starflleet draft during a war.... what makes you think we're going to trust you with anything important?

Odo: I never understood what you solids mean by "triangle."

Sisko: Make it stop...
Bashir: I simply cannot figure out why this imaging device is making his head hurt.
Garak: Oh, sorry... he's wearing mine. I had it programmed to display Cardassian pornography every 10 frames. What? The life of a tailor can be lonely.

Kira had no idea that when Trill symbiants mate, they do it inside their hosts.

BASHIR: When I barged in on your holodeck program I expected to find you killing Nazis or climbing mountains, not...
O'BRIEN: No Julian, I'm not cheating. This is actually Keiko.
BASHIR: You mean...
KEIKO: Yes, we make each other look like other people. I was going to make Miles a Bolian. Now if you don't mind...
BASHIR: Okay, I'm leaving! Wow.

WEYOUN: Write what you know, Jake. For instance, you are the son of enemy brass, and you stayed behind on an enemy base, completely trusting them not to hold you for ransom. Why don't you write an essay on your brilliant deductive reasoning skills?

SHAKAAR: I distinctly heard you say you wanted kids.
KIRA: Shakaar, I don't want to talk about this here.
SHAKAAR: If he was raised by a female scientist he'd be a chick!
KIRA: Well that wouldn't bother Dax!

BASHIR: So. You realized you can channel Netflix through that thing.
SISKO: (sniff) Why Charlie? He just wanted to get Claire and her baby home!